Story+1977-03-18+New+Haven,+CT

´´Well, I remember in the summertime.....me and this friend of mine, we used to get his old man´s car.....and we´d take off and head down towards the beach....and we was too young, they wouldn´t let us into bars but we used to park outside on the street, get the bouncers to leave the doors open.....we´d sit there on the curb all night listening to the bands coming down from New York City, playing along the Shore in the summertime....and we used to sit there all night just talking, watching what´s going on, drinking a little bit and around four in the morning we´d head back home....and my old man, he used to have this thing, every night, ever since I was old enough to remember, he´d shut off every light in the house and he´d sit in the kitchen, smoking a cigarette, drinking beer....my Mom´d sit in the frontroom just watching TV till she fell asleep, got up to go to work.....he´d be sitting there waiting for me and my sister to come in....and I´d get outside the car and I´d stand there in the driveway, I´d look through the screendoor, I´d see the light of his cigarette butt.....you know, he´d be sitting there waiting for me all night long and I´d slick my hair back as tight as I could and I´d try to make it through the kitchen up to my room, if I could just make it to my room....but every night he´d stop me and call me to come back and sit down at the table.....we´d be sitting there in the dark....and sometimes he´d make me go out with him in the car around dawn.....and he used to always ride me by this white house that was sitting at the edge of town.....I remember the old man used to ride by that white house every day.....and sometimes we´d park outside there and just sit....and he´d be drinking his beer while we were sitting in the car ....and I remember....he´d start off, always start off talking easy....how things was going, what was happening....and slowly he´d start building up, he´d start asking me where I was getting my money from and just what I thought I was doing with myself and how he was sitting there watching....watching my whole life go to waste....and we´d end up screaming at each other, my mother, she´d always end up running....running in from the frontroom trying to keep us off each other, trying to keep us from fighting with each other and I´d always end up running out the backdoor, back out into the street, telling him someday....telling him someday he was just gonna have to learn to live with it.....because it was my life and I was gonna do what I wanted to do.....´´
 * 18.03.77 New Haven, CT, intro to ´It´s My Life´**

´´But that´s alright because I had a plan....the change was made uptown and the Big Man joined the band.....´´
 * 18.03.77 New Haven, CT, middle of ´Tenth Avenue Freeze Out´**

"woah..hey..morning we'll steal away...woahh...call me to your ?...and we will run away...step into the night...you stolen.. you stolen away..pretty girl..pretty lies...pretty lies ?...pretty lies...pretty girl...ohh.... (....) til the end...just me and you baby...just me and you girl...and we're going to steal away...we're gonna steal away...and I remember running back...and I remember running back...way down, way down by the railroad tracks...in the backseat, in the backseat, in the backseat..of that old Cadillac...woah....I remember this guy, there's this field about a mile and a half outside of town, this guy abandoned his car in the middle of this field...the outside, the outside she was pretty stripped down, but the inside was still alright..at night we used to hitch-hike out there, it was about three or four hundred feet off the tracks...and baby'd take me riding in back...oh baby...woah baby'd take me riding in back...in the backseat...oh the world go round and round and round...in the backseat...woah round and round, and down and down, and down and down and down and down, and down, and down, and down and down, and down and down, oh...woah oh oh...and I remember, I remember there was this night out there, the night that we made our plans...there was this farmhouse, abandoned farmhouse about a half a mile up the tracks, and these kids set fire to it and I remember from the backseat of that car we could see the, we could see the flames running across the sky...?..and they had these machines down there, they had these engines down there...and there was this fireroad down there...kids used to race up there...we saw the flames lighting up the sky, we heard them roaring, hearing the sound of their engines...and I remember baby promised...and I remember because that was when you promised...because you promised...you promised that you was never going to go any place...without me...and, I remember you promised me that you were never going any place without me...and I remember sitting on the hood watching the flames, and watching them rushing across the field...watching them rushing across the field...watching them rush across the field...just rushing across the field...rushing across the field...feeling the warm wind rushing across the field...rushing across the field...and I knew, baby, I knew you promised...I knew you promised...and baby I knew you lied...baby I knew you lied...oh your pretty li-li-li-li-li-li-li-lies...those pretty li-li-li-li-li-li-lies...oh your pretty li-li-li-li-li-li-lies...oh your pretty li-li-li-li-li-li-li-lies...I was feeling so sick I was just wishing, I was just standing there wishing that God would send some angels and blow this whole damn town right into the sea...I was just wishing that God would send some angels and blow this whole fucking town right into the sea...just wishing that God would send some angels and blow this whole damn town right into the sea...I was just wishing that God would send some angels and blow this whole fucking town right into the sea....just blow it all away...just blow it all away...just blow it all away...just blow us all away...just blow it all away...just BLOW IT ALL AWAY...JUST BLOW IT ALL AWAY...just blow it all away...woahhh....blow it all away....because YOU LIED....YOU LIED....oh your pretty li-li-li-li-li-li-li-lies...hiding on the backstreets....
 * 18.03.77 New Haven, CT, intro to 'Backstreets'**

´´Oh shit....(?)(chuckles) slap yourself in the face, check your case (chuckles) get up out of your seats..... (....) Beginning.....beginning.....at the left of the stage.....the man with all the degrees and all the keys and the only member of the group with a full high school diploma, Professor Roy Bittan....express yourself, Professor (Roy plays).....on the guitar....poet of the soul, master of rock and roll, a man who brought you such hits as ‘I Don’t Wanna Go Home’, ´Sweeter Than Honey’, you all know him, you all love him, the magnificent Miami Steve....on the bass guitar, we got Mr. Garry W.Tallent....on the drums, the Mighty Max.....on the organ, now you see him, now you don´t, Phantom Dan Federici.....play it, Dan (Dan plays) coming to you all the way from Philadelphia via Newark airport....in the background....the Miami Horns.....now all I´ve got to say, I´ve got a question....are you ready for the king of the world? (cheers) are you ready for the master of the universe? (cheers) are you ready for the lord of time and space? (cheers) are you ready for the president of your homeroom? (cheers) you all know him, the Big Man, his majesty, Clarence Clemons on the saxophone....´´
 * 18.03.77 New Haven, CT, intro to ´Rosalita´**

´´Nurse, nurse !.....´´
 * 18.03.77 New Haven, CT, middle of ´Quarter to Three´**

//Compiled by : Johanna Pirttijärvi//